Going into this game, we were tied with Edmonton and Nashville, two points behind Columbus and one point ahead of Minnesota.

Columbus won.

Edmonton, Nashville, and Minnesota all lost, yet every single one of them got a point.

The game is still going on, but I’m going to assume the Stars lose it.

The problem is that I don’t really blame the Stars. They’re trying. But they’re spent. All these injuries are killing them. Zubov, Morrow, Richards, Lehtinen, Brunnstrom, Petersen, probably Parrish now.

The guys that are left are being worked to death. The kids are over-extended, the veterans are tired, and Turco is past the fatigue that helps his game and into regular old everyday fatigue. And there’s nothing Tippett can do because there’s nobody else.

Everybody’s trying hard, but they just can’t get any traction. If we hadn’t started out in such a hole, we wouldn’t have to scratch and claw just to stay at ground level.

This season has been a thrashing. It’s worn me out and I’m just watching. It’s gotta be much worse for the actual team. It would be really nice if they could last until some guys came back, but I’m not holding my breath.

I’m not mad, though. The part that made me mad has been solved. I’m okay about that now. But even though it’s been solved, the effects still linger. I don’t blame the players or the coaches. They’re doing the best they can. I don’t want any heads to roll.

I know I’m just a rose-colored-glasses kind of girl when it comes to the Stars, but I’m not compelled to bash any of them right now.